Darkened Spirits
Naiche
01-18-2021, 04:39 AM
Sad. Aslatiel was sad. The Hallows had moved from the hot springs nearby all the way down to some castle in Auster. What was a castle anyway other than some high stacked stone? What made it special enough to move to? With the Hallows had gone Indigo; the only wolf in the world that she loved beyond measure. What was she going to do with herself now? The only thing that she had to look forward to was their birthday. They would be two years old and she had made a promise. A promise that she was ready and willing to keep. Depressed and moping, the cream and grey young lady made her way back into Armada lands. She didn't even know why she was here. Her parents were absorbed in their new brood of rodents. Azure was up Hanako's tail. Bas had been absent. Kaizer as well. Naiche was her only friend in the Armada. Hey... maybe she would seek out Naiche. Maybe he would cheer her up. If anything, she could annoy him for a while. Altering her course, she made her way towards the den that Naiche called home. "Naiche," she called out, though not with the usual swagger in her tones. "Are you home?" "Speech"
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01-20-2021, 10:08 PM
Naiche was generally an active wolf however he had taken more breaks these last few days. Bad enough his fur wasn’t growing in as fast as he wanted in this miserable weather. Now the young wolf was also contending with the hurt over Rue’s death. The moment he was to go out in public it meant putting on a façade of being fine. Naiche had learned to do it well enough but it was all the more reason he needed time alone to drop the mask of being fine and take time to allow himself to mourn. Naiche had been curled up in a tight ball on top of one fur with several others pressed around him with that polar bear cloak lying atop him. Warmth. With all the pelts about him, he could find warmth for a period of time. His mind was trying to decide where to focus itself on past or present when he heard Asla’s voice. Asla coming to his den? At first, Naiche felt a smirk expecting trouble as he recalled the other instances of her seeking him out. It was less than the beat of a heart to realize this was for something different as he acknowledged her tone. “I am. Come warm up.” Naiche raised his head up and partially uncurled, at least straightening up his front legs. Grabbing a pelt that came loose he did toss it across his paws. Nothing wrong with staying warm while they chatted about whatever was chewing on her. Naiche thought to ask right off if something was wrong but decided to leave that up to her to speak of or not. Her different tone left that as the main guess since otherwise wouldn’t she have made a different sort of greeting? Sometimes though you want to speak of what's wrong and sometimes you just want the company. Naiche was slowly learning some rather hard lessons in the most unwanted of ways. “Plenty of furs if you want.” This place used to be Tamsyn’s before she’d moved in with Resin. It had been pretty well stocked on furs before he’d even arrived. Speech:"Live to fight" Think
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01-23-2021, 06:24 AM
The instant that Naiche answered and invited her inside, Asla slipped her body into the den. Her eyes adjusted to the altered lighting and she saw him nestled in a pile of furs with one large polar bear fur draped over him. The yellow wolf gave her a choice of furs, but that wasn't what she wanted. Moving forward, Asla pushed the polar bear fur aside and slid her slender body along the length of Naiche's. They would share the same fur whether he liked it or not. Physical contact was what she needed to stay afloat. Once under the fur, she tugged it in place with her teeth, making sure that Naiche was still covered. She then sighed and rested her head between her paws. "How are you feeling?" Rather than speak about herself, she would ask about him first. It had been some time since he'd discovered that his friend had been killed. Asla had gone off with The Hallows shortly after and had only just returned. The fact that he was here, curled up in bed rather than out being the busy body that he was just proved to her that something wasn't right. Shifting her head slightly, she looked upon him with one swirling purple eye. Once they discussed him and how he was doing, maybe she'd tell him about her own pains. Or maybe she'd just keep them to herself and wallow for a while. Afterall, Azure was the only wolf that knew just how she felt about Indigo. Her experiences with the world told her just how others would react to their love for one another. If Naiche looked down on her for feeling that she couldn't control... Well... it would end their friendship. That wasn't something that she was ready for. And so, if he asked, she would simply have to tell him that she was sad because her brother was so far away. Family family family and all that. She couldn't tell him that her soul was wrenched in two, drawn and quartered and thrown to the four corners. She couldn't tell him that, without Indigo beside her, she was incapable of feeling whole. She couldn't tell him that Indigo was the only wolf that she would ever love. The only wolf that she would ever want to spend her life with. And so she looked at Naiche expectantly. Waiting for him to share news of himself so she didn't have to think about her own woes. "Speech"
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01-23-2021, 03:01 PM
Naiche seemed surprised for a second when she helped herself to move up against him and sharing his cloak, but it only took him a second to realize how it should have been expected. When Asla was upset she liked being close and when she felt playful she liked being close. Basically, she always liked contact. Looking at her head down between her paws he was more sure something was up. That said her first question was instead of how he was. She could really be such a pain but, sometimes so caring. Certainly, there were different facets to her and Naiche had to wonder how many saw the sauntering princess in this demeanor. Was she like him to try and hide it in public? “Mm, I’ll be alright. The moment I walk out of the den I’ll look it.” Lowering his own head, he rested it lightly on top of Asla’s neck. She seemed to need comfort and liked physical contact. In his den, no one else should see it if he offered a little more support. No one but Pan at least he was in a corner going mostly unnoticed but Naiche didn’t miss those small open eyes watching. There was a bit of quiet before adding, “Sometimes I just have to get away. I don’t like looking weak, I refuse too.” Naiche let out his own sigh, and even if not audible with his head on her neck it could still be felt. “I feel like I’ve already experienced a lot of death. Maybe it's not actually a lot, I don’t know how common it is for most. I ignore it and go about life but sometimes,” that halting again before adding, “I just need to quit ignoring it.” It hurts. He couldn’t say that last part. Naiche already felt he was acting overly whiny with what he was sharing. Of course, bottling things up could make it hurt more and he was getting to learn that well but it was necessary. “It’s also cold,” the words added in with dryer humor. “I had an incident that cost me a good bit of fur. So it's also good to get out of this damnable cold winter.” He couldn’t argue the fact that another wolf's body heat against his was nice. Naiche wouldn’t admit it, but actually, the support of Asla next to him, his head on her right now felt pretty good for his emotions as well. Never, never should that be mentioned. Naiche was not some emotional softy who was in close contact. The gold-coated wolf was too proud to acknowledge such a thing. Time to look for another discussion point. “What about you? I haven’t seen you here for a bit.” He didn’t bother to share that she looked upset even as the thought floated through his mind, surely she knew how she felt. “You listened to me, fair trade if you like.” Speech:"Live to fight" Think
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01-23-2021, 11:58 PM
Naiche didn't give the slightest protest as she worked her way beneath the fur with him. Their similarly sized bodies fit well together, though not as well as hers and Indigo's. Asla liked to be encompassed by his giant frame. It made her feel safe and warm. Nose to nose, tail to tail, Naiche and Asla were close to the same size. As such, she felt the warmth of him fully and no bit was left out to chill. Settled down, the creamy fae was a little surprised when he placed his head atop her own. It wasn't unwelcome at all. She was simply surprised that he'd chosen to show such affection. Then again, they weren't out in the public eye. The mischievous side of Asla wondered if she could weasel a kiss out of him while they were in here, but her somber mood overshadowed any ambition for kissing. Besides, it seemed as though he was still upset as well. His mask would go back on when he left the den and no one would be the wiser. The yellow wolf continued of his own accord, telling her that he had simply needed some time to himself. And here she was invading his alone time. She was thankful that he cared enough to allow her to do so. She needed a friend right now and maybe he needed one as well. She could feel the pain in his words. Pain that he held onto and tucked away when he was out of his den. It meant a lot that he chose to share it with her. Raising one grey and white paw, she placed it over one of his larger golden ones. Though she'd never been the most even tempered of wolves, she wanted him to know that she was here for him. As the months took her further from being a yearling and closer to her birthday, Aslatiel was maturing. She was learning more of the world and the wolves in it. Surprisingly, she was rather intuitive. Simple physical contact would do more than words, she felt, and so, Naiche could have as much of her as he needed right now. Moments later the sadness was gone and his muted snark was back. It was bloody cold. She almost grinned, but when he mentioned an incident, her grin faltered. She turned her head just enough to catch sight of him with one purple eye. "Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" Well look. Now she was worried. He didn't seem to be in any pain and so she calmed somewhat, but wouldn't know completely until he confirmed the fact. And then the spotlight was turned to her. Ears tucked back for a moment and she kept her silence until she was ready to form the words. "I've been in The Hallows with Indigo. They left the hot springs and are setting up the pack in Auster. I went halfway with them." It had been a long journey and the lonely walk all the way back had been filled with tears and sadness. It was easy to cry when you were alone. She wouldn't cry in front of anyone in the pack. Tears solved nothing anyway and as Naiche said, it was too damn cold. A good wind could make them freeze right to your fur. "I'm going to miss him," she continued. "I can't just go see him whenever I want now. I just feel and emptiness. A hole inside." It was more than she intended to say and she only realized it after she spoke. She sighed and curled her body against his a little bit more. Life sucked sometimes. "Aslatiel"
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